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Hello everyone~
my name is Dion... i have been a lurker amongst you for quite a while, popping up once in a blue moon to say something.
well... the blue moon is up and the time has come to say something once more.
a little over a week ago i attended my very first knife show here in western Australia.
recently i have turned full time amd this would be my launching
first impression: wow.
If ever there was a time my insomnia came in handy it was the month before the knife show, where i spent many many days awake trying to get the finishes .. err .. finished on the few blades that i had left to ...finish.
the last three days before the show i was just submerged into my blades .. filing, polishing, polishing .. and leatherworking.
(i would like to take this moment to thank my wife and all others who withstood my demeanor and didnt throw me out of the house)
but .. some 2 hours before the start of the show i was kinda in some state that a few would call ... ready.
13 high carbon and stainless blades..
2 damascus.
1 large axe
several stands ..
several sheaths..
many many burns, cuts, scraps and blisters.
they were done and i was ready to go .. and despite constant scrubbing ... my fingers would not return to their normal colour.
so with various stained colours on my hands .. i left for the show... confident that this was going to be the best show i could make it .. ever with the small amount of blades that i had for sale.
i arrived late... all the other makers were already setup.
that was bad enough, having to setup while everyone is basically watching you.
i found my table and there i was .. far far away from the makers that i had known .. right between two of the biggest and finest makers of the whole show ..
my little table was dwarfed by the 50+ blades that spanned on either side of me.
afraid? never.
intimidated and scared out of my mind? oh yeah!!
more than once i turned to my wife and told her to help me pack up and that we were leaving .. and if it wasnt for her and the $$ that went on the table itself ... i would have turned tail and ran.
i know ... coward and all that ... but its the truth.
but i stayed ..
tired.. worn out .. and totally sore all over by this time ..
but i managed to crawl into a chair ..and thats where i stayed as the people started to flood in thru the door and immediately head for their favoured makers... leaving my table alone and rather pitiful looking.
but i can not tell you how it felt to have that first person. a gentleman who i will never forget, come over and start to ask questions about my blades and about me and my techniques.
after talking for a long time and handling some blades.. he thanked me .. told me that i was doing great work .. and moved on.
wow... again.
things were looking up.
i could once again feel my body and the pain just lifted.
and it kept happening... people would come and look at my blades and like them .. take my card .. and ask questions about blades that they want made.
the time seemed to fly by...
eventually i became brave enough to start to talk to these two big time makers that were next to me.
thank heaven i did.
the learning curve that occured .. it was beyond drastic.
i leanrt of new suppliers .. new techniues .. new methods and ideas.
i couldnt wait to get back to my forge to try all these things.
and then it happened... on the second day of the show.. a gentleman came over done that looking over thing and asked about a blade and then walked off.
then he came back some 30 mins later.
and picked up a blade and said that he would take it.
one of the most expensive blades on the table... and he just bought it just like that.
and what amazed me was that he had been around the room and seen all the other makers.. passed them up .. and came back to ME.
the youngest and most inexperienced in the room ... had made a sale.
my first show sale.
dont get me wrong .. i have sold blades before .. but this was a show sale.
and i had just spent the weekend being told that noone else in the room had sold a blade at their first show
it has now been a few days since the show.. and i am finally getting back into my blades after my much needed time away from them .. and i am falling over myself trying to figure what new technique to try out first.
the moral?
if any new makers out there happen upon this and have the chance to go to a show near them .. Go!!
dont think twice.. just get out there and have a go at it.
its worth whatever the table fees are, just for that feeling.
here is the blade that i sold at the show.
its a damascus blade with jarrah burl handle and leather lined jarrah burl sheath.. and a jarrah burl stand (get the theme?) with nickel silver fittings.
(not sure how to post pics here .. so you will just have to let me slide this time... )
http://home.iprimus.com.au/waterway/DarkWoodsForge.jpg
well thats about it.
thanks for reading this far, just thought that i would share .. and man did this post get long quickly.
take care,
Dion.
my name is Dion... i have been a lurker amongst you for quite a while, popping up once in a blue moon to say something.
well... the blue moon is up and the time has come to say something once more.
a little over a week ago i attended my very first knife show here in western Australia.
recently i have turned full time amd this would be my launching
first impression: wow.
If ever there was a time my insomnia came in handy it was the month before the knife show, where i spent many many days awake trying to get the finishes .. err .. finished on the few blades that i had left to ...finish.
the last three days before the show i was just submerged into my blades .. filing, polishing, polishing .. and leatherworking.
(i would like to take this moment to thank my wife and all others who withstood my demeanor and didnt throw me out of the house)
but .. some 2 hours before the start of the show i was kinda in some state that a few would call ... ready.
13 high carbon and stainless blades..
2 damascus.
1 large axe
several stands ..
several sheaths..
many many burns, cuts, scraps and blisters.
they were done and i was ready to go .. and despite constant scrubbing ... my fingers would not return to their normal colour.
so with various stained colours on my hands .. i left for the show... confident that this was going to be the best show i could make it .. ever with the small amount of blades that i had for sale.
i arrived late... all the other makers were already setup.
that was bad enough, having to setup while everyone is basically watching you.
i found my table and there i was .. far far away from the makers that i had known .. right between two of the biggest and finest makers of the whole show ..
my little table was dwarfed by the 50+ blades that spanned on either side of me.
afraid? never.
intimidated and scared out of my mind? oh yeah!!
more than once i turned to my wife and told her to help me pack up and that we were leaving .. and if it wasnt for her and the $$ that went on the table itself ... i would have turned tail and ran.
i know ... coward and all that ... but its the truth.
but i stayed ..
tired.. worn out .. and totally sore all over by this time ..
but i managed to crawl into a chair ..and thats where i stayed as the people started to flood in thru the door and immediately head for their favoured makers... leaving my table alone and rather pitiful looking.
but i can not tell you how it felt to have that first person. a gentleman who i will never forget, come over and start to ask questions about my blades and about me and my techniques.
after talking for a long time and handling some blades.. he thanked me .. told me that i was doing great work .. and moved on.
wow... again.
things were looking up.
i could once again feel my body and the pain just lifted.
and it kept happening... people would come and look at my blades and like them .. take my card .. and ask questions about blades that they want made.
the time seemed to fly by...
eventually i became brave enough to start to talk to these two big time makers that were next to me.
thank heaven i did.
the learning curve that occured .. it was beyond drastic.
i leanrt of new suppliers .. new techniues .. new methods and ideas.
i couldnt wait to get back to my forge to try all these things.
and then it happened... on the second day of the show.. a gentleman came over done that looking over thing and asked about a blade and then walked off.
then he came back some 30 mins later.
and picked up a blade and said that he would take it.
one of the most expensive blades on the table... and he just bought it just like that.
and what amazed me was that he had been around the room and seen all the other makers.. passed them up .. and came back to ME.
the youngest and most inexperienced in the room ... had made a sale.
my first show sale.
dont get me wrong .. i have sold blades before .. but this was a show sale.
and i had just spent the weekend being told that noone else in the room had sold a blade at their first show
it has now been a few days since the show.. and i am finally getting back into my blades after my much needed time away from them .. and i am falling over myself trying to figure what new technique to try out first.
the moral?
if any new makers out there happen upon this and have the chance to go to a show near them .. Go!!
dont think twice.. just get out there and have a go at it.
its worth whatever the table fees are, just for that feeling.
here is the blade that i sold at the show.
its a damascus blade with jarrah burl handle and leather lined jarrah burl sheath.. and a jarrah burl stand (get the theme?) with nickel silver fittings.
(not sure how to post pics here .. so you will just have to let me slide this time... )
http://home.iprimus.com.au/waterway/DarkWoodsForge.jpg
well thats about it.
thanks for reading this far, just thought that i would share .. and man did this post get long quickly.
take care,
Dion.